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If we weren't that interested, we are now. It started in earnest during the India tour, the Vogue June issue photo shoot has given us an extra shot in the arm, and now everyone has an opinion on the Cambridges and who on earth is advising them, especially Kate.

The events of the past few weeks have brought out the frustrated Future Queen Manager in all of us, and this cuts across the generations and sexes, or it has in our house. My dad was an early advocate of trimming the long hair. My husband has taken against the espadrille wedges.

We're all hoping that Kate's Vogue makeover (allegedly the first time she hasn't done her own make-up) will signal the end of the kohl-rimmed eyes, because none of us is mad for those.

Admittedly, I am probably the most invested in Project Kate (so pretty! So badly advised!) but no more so than most women I know who are old enough to be her mother, and at the same time harbour complicated fantasies involving wearing ermine, and hanging out with Prince Harry.

No more ethnic fashion themes, please.

What was that about? On official appointments it should be chic, sharp designer all the way and just say no to the Monsoony Top Shop. I'm advising ditching the nude courts, too - they frump up everything.

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And the Spanish chignon updo, which is ever so slightly Mrs Danvers. And the midi hemlines, because Kate has excellent pins and she looks her best a bit flirty. And what's with the Accessorize earrings? Wear the Cartier, Kate!

Dress your babies better

For pity's sake, one of the top bonuses about giving birth to middle-class children in the 21st century is being able to dress them in delicious Mini Boden. It's the best fun you can have with your credit card.

Someone seems to be under the impression that there is a royal children "look" consisting of Fair Isle cardis, corduroy shorts and button-over shoes, and there was, circa 1960.

A pointer for William

Tell William (gently, because he's obviously got a bee in his bonnet) to stop going on about needing to spend time with the children because, TBH, all the parents in the world are thinking:

"So how is that going to play out when they are 10? When they're doing their GCSEs? If he needs extra time now, what's going to happen when the nanny's not around?" It's just alarming for those of us who are watching over them for the long haul.